I’ve come to the conclusion that handwriting is good for us. It involves us in a relationship with the written word that is sensuous, immediate and individual. It opens our personality out to the world, and gives us a means of reading other people. It gives pleasure when you communicate with it.

The Smithsonian discusses Australia’s most infamous cold case, which makes the Black Dahlia look like pretty tame stuff, unless she really does haunt the Roosevelt in Hollywood, which, since it’s gone condo, I totally hope she does. Unless she’d prefer resting in peace. We’re all about self-determination on this blog, even after death.